I lived another day without you
you left me with my bleeding wrists
you, spirit straying through my space,
you are the teardrop on my face

you told me in my mind
that you've belonged here
when I layed lonesome in my bed
but here was just a ghoust beside me

you keep my secrets for all time
you know my thoughts and read my mind
you'll safeguard all my dreams and thoughts
Oh, you my real beloved ghoust...

But mourning comes and I'm alone
I'm in the prison of this world
I'm trying hard to sing a song
and just want it to be heard.

I'll turn into the ghoust for you
I'll go through mist and dark with you
And I won't hear all those who shout
That I must leave you where you are!

Cause you're my angel, you're my life,
you are my dream and my devine,
you are my death and my redemption,
you are my key for resurrection.

I beg you not to lose our world
it's vulnerable and clear, behold
the ocean waves and mysic playing
and bliss and calm are for us waiting...

We'll be there, darling, trust me, dear.
We're getting closer year by year
We'll live there sliently and calmly
Just me and you for real. Not ghoustly.

01/04/2007.

Originally I wrote this poem in Russian on St-Valentine's and I even wanted to post it here, but I was really too shy to do it. So today I decided to translate it and I changed the last strophe... Now It's much more gentle than before...